Spending the Day at "The Wrong Place"

Any one who knows me knows that I have this weakness, which is assuming the first step is commonly understood.

I see a cup and assume you already know its a cup.  You go to a fast food business and I assume you already know you're going to feel unpleasant later.  If you give me a task to do I assume that you have supplied me with ALL the details.

Well, I am a communication major and work in the field of communication.  I am slow to grasp the details until I see the big picture and how it works.

This may be useless jibber-jabber, but I hope that it gives an insight to me and my feeble state in processing information, until it's there and then I'm like an elephant.

I was at a location for the local radio station that I work for, a 10 mile run/strength/fitness course to help a local institute that works with various physically and mentally challenged citizens of life, when I realized that all the other stations where at various locations on the main course.

I was at the half-way point for the participants in the challenge, but on the modified course.  I didn't realize I was at the wrong place until pictures from our other stations began to appear on FaceBook.

As a professional I have an obligation to fulfill the duties that I am assigned. There was an issue I needed to reconcile.

Now in the beginning I revealed how I can't see the details until I see the work of the big picture, the big picture about my entire view is the Divine and the working of relationships and encounters within the Divine plan.

I can see His picture clearly, and therefore the details are clear.  I don't believe in happenstance and I rarely alter the situation unless it requires movement from a situation that is "mortal" in nature.

So I stayed the course and spent the day in tears as I watched some of the most courageous people I have ever met struggle to accomplish simple daily tasks that I take for granted.

I watched their care takers share in their joy and encourage the participants as they worked hard to grasp the course requirements.

Some did so easily and others needed physical guidance. There were those who understood immediately the fruit of their labor and others that appeared baffled by our clapping.

As I watched in tears I realized how we are called to meet others where they are in life. There is no need for harsh words, scornful stares, or empty efforts.  The need is to compassionately cooperate in the Divine plan.

I realized that I saw this opportunity to be present in the lives of people I may never meet again and bring a moment of joy and encouragement to their lives.

There were a few girls from a local university and volunteers that truly enjoyed their assignment encouraging the runners as they approached the half-way marker.

I found myself so involved that at one moment, as I was attempting to upload pictures, a runner approached and I actually put my phone away to clap.  To my fault, I need to be more aware of the importance of others in my life.

So, we had about 100 participants on our course, the main course probably had thousands. We had a half dozen or so people to clap for the warriors, the main course had more that that.

The point is that when we see God at work we see the with His eyes.  I cried not in pity, but in pure excitement and joy, as the human family moved  closer to His love.

Maybe next year we will have more volunteers and sponsorship along the course that represents all of our lives in the eyes of God.